"It's so cool! Manipulating them behind the scenes and watching them speak online is really inexplicably refreshing and exciting!"
As the mastermind behind the scenes, Huang Mingshan scanned the feedback from these players and determined that there were no major problems before he lowered his guard.
"Everything is operating as expected."
He shut down the computer, closed the door to the room, and went straight to the bed to lie down and sleep.
Now he lives in a villa with extremely tight security.
As a second-generation rich man, he recently hired a group of bodyguards to guard the surroundings to prevent him from falling over in reality.
He cherishes his life more than anyone else now.
After all, just like White Feather Chicken, in the game he is a golden elixir monk who goes to sea every day in Yu Kingdom and is tanned into black charcoal. In reality, he is still a mortal who can be stabbed to death with one knife.
Doesn’t that mean everything is lost?
Although he was confident that no one in reality knew his true identity, he still had to be careful.
"However, the fact that I am a weakling in reality is about to change. These bodyguards will probably be removed in a few months."
He lay on the bed and closed his eyes, and came to the underworld of the earth - the ruins of the fragments of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
The surrounding area is empty wasteland and yellow mud.
call!
He took a deep breath, and in the midst of this fragment, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It is exactly as I imagined. This is a transfer station for communicating with the Jiuzhou underworld. Every time the channel is opened, there will be spiritual energy overflowing."
"And the more people there go, the more spiritual energy will overflow."
"The current level of spiritual energy is enough for me to practice in reality here on earth."
He kept sorting out his thoughts in his mind and pondered: "After all, the body over there cannot be regarded as fundamental."
He knows better than anyone else.
The body of the underworld player Yin Chai is not a living person, but a puppet of the Six Paths of Reincarnation made by Po Meng, so that he can be casually attached to his destiny.
How can a real person do this?
The horoscope is like a doll, just stick it on casually?
The cultivation of one's own flesh and blood body is the most important thing.
In front of me, I occupy this fragmented ruins and practice my true body. My two purple fates are truly heaven-defying!
"I'm going to start practicing Qi."
He whispered in his heart.
"I will be the first cultivator on earth."
"Furthermore, the more players there are in "Underworld", the larger the fragmented spiritual energy channel will be, and the more spiritual energy there will be, the faster I can practice."
He can completely imagine how bright his future is.
Coming to the ruined Huangquan Sect, two or three kittens will take the players to develop together.
He also absorbed spiritual energy and practiced in the fragment, and became the only immortal on the earth. When the development there is almost complete, his true form will probably be very strong.
At that time, his physical body penetrated the "secular world", crossed Kyushu through the channels here, and went there to take over all the countries he had conquered.
call!
Most of the day passed.
"First level of Qi training."
He sat cross-legged, his body suddenly broke through a certain restriction, and a deep smile appeared on his lips, "Who in this world can stop me?"
...
The seventh peak.
Wu Lang received a summons from Po Meng.
After he slowly and leisurely completed a circle of spiritual energy circulation, he went down the mountain.
Po Meng was still feeding soup on Huangquan Road and said casually: "There are indeed some problems with the fragments of the Six Paths of Reincarnation that you asked me to keep an eye on. It seems to be absorbing spiritual energy, and there seems to be indigenous people practicing."
"oh?"
Wu Lang showed a strange smile and said, "It seems that the natives over there are really uneasy."
Although there was a cold murderous intent in Po Meng's eyes, she said: "But even though you are restless, you can still use it. You can't kill it, but you have to beat it."
The weather over there is pretty good right now.
It is much worse than the flesh and blood of real people, and far superior in every aspect.
Po Meng also took a peek at Xing Hanhan's diary. Knowing that the folk customs there were so pure, she fully planned to only recruit evildoers there in the future.
Wu Lang nodded, "Senior Po Meng, since the spiritual energy over there is pulling it over, can I also reverse it?"
"Reverse and go over there?"
Po Meng was startled and said dumbly: "The common people over there have no aura, what is there to see? If you look around, the common countries before Jingzhou are like this. There is nothing special about this barren land."
"I just want to take a look." Wu Lang explained, "After all, the battle in Jingzhou has been very tense recently, so it would be good to go out and take a look to relax."
"Too."
Mrs. Meng came back to her senses and said kindly and comfortingly: "You kid, don't be too stressed. You are currently in the stage of becoming a god and can't go to the front line... Let the monks from the Great Leiyin Temple fight guerrilla for a while."
"It's possible to go to the 'secular world' over there, but I guess it can only accommodate a trace of spiritual consciousness."
"That's enough." Wu Lang got the expected result.
After all, they came online.
Just follow them when they go offline, assisting a little bit of spiritual consciousness to sneak over there, and there won't be any problem.
The other party can't even notice it.
Even the Six Paths of Reincarnation fragments over there are part of Meng Po's body. Wu Lang has a Taoist companion contract with Meng Po, so how could he reject the wife fragments over there?
You don’t really think that the Six Paths of Reincarnation fragments over there belong to the other party, do you?
That belongs to Po Meng.
If Wu Lang hadn't interfered, Po Meng might have taken it back and recovered completely.
"correct."
Po Meng thought for a while and said: "The so-called 'secular world' over there seems to have some special customs and customs. If you find a few more diligent undercover people with good qualifications, you can also bring them over."
"Our Huangquan Sect is short of new blood!"
Po Meng became impatient when she thought about how she had chatted with several demon sect masters before and was ridiculed by them. "We haven't had a ranking list of sect disciples for a long time, and there are no geniuses walking outside and making a name for themselves. They can't compare to the Holy Land of Bones."
Those big guys..."
Wu Lang nodded, "Senior, I will pay attention to the fact that our sect's generation will soon have young people walking around the world. The battle of Daleiyin Temple is when our young generation will become famous."
"I hope so." Po Meng smiled, but she also felt that the possibility was very low. It was too late to raise a genius to go out for a walk.
Wu Lang also consciously excludes himself from the generation of contemporary geniuses.
It's not good that he, the Young Master of the Daoyan Sect, Mu Jiqiu, Ji Fa, and Xu Xinying are all of the same generation. After all, he has been very dedicated since the beginning of his Qi Refining Stage. He has been doing things with those old monsters in the Imperial Realm and his opponents in the Conjoined Stage.
Neither of them deserve to stand opposite each other.
Blah blah blah!
A ray of spiritual consciousness passed through the dark and deep dimensional space tunnel, and suddenly came into ruins, but saw a young man practicing cross-legged.
Huang Mingshan was completely unaware of Wu Lang's presence.
Wu Lang, as a wandering soul, glanced at him, shook his head and laughed: "The future number one player, I guess he has ambitions and wants to be the leader of Huangquan."
As expected, it was pretty much what he had guessed, he was practicing here.
Based on history, Po Meng probably also noticed that he was practicing here, and even helped him practice here.
After all, he was the first person to open up the era, and he took out the ancestral scriptures and was treated the same as himself now.
Before I traveled through time, I was just an ordinary social beast. The game "Ghost of the Underworld" has been running for more than ten years. It is estimated that the Emperor Tiangou in later games is really the only great monk on the earth who can practice. Secretly
Flying to the sky and escaping to the earth.
But what now?
His position was occupied by Wu Lang.
In turn, Po Meng regarded herself as the hope of Huangquan Sect, rather than him, the future Emperor Tiangou.
then...
As soon as he practiced here, Po Meng immediately reported him.
In fact, if it were not for Wu Lang's intervention, he would not be able to become the leader of Huangquan in the future.
Like Wu Lang, he, as a copycat, also copied the ancestral scriptures of the ancestors on this side of the earth and spread them here.
But the leader of Huangquan thought too much.
He was brutally beaten by Li Qingrou!
He can only serve as the deputy of Li Qingrou, the leader of the next generation of Huangquan, to help manage the players' misunderstandings and develop the era.
As for opening up an era and unifying the world?
Historically, he was also beaten violently by the Righteous Alliance.
The protagonist is destined to be the protagonist, and he is not alone. In an era when all heroes come together, each of the protagonists can defy nature to the limit.
At this time, Wu Lang ignored the future number one player who was practicing here, and left directly.
"Well, let the bullets fly for a while."
Wu Lang ignored him and just looked up and down with interest to see the true face of the once legendary man behind the scenes.
She even looks a bit weak, with a girly androgynous beauty.
"It's outrageous. He doesn't have a destiny related to appearance like the 'Good Guy Card', yet he is half as handsome as me."
Wu Lang was slightly surprised, and he completely satisfied his curiosity about the mastermind in his previous life. He directly followed the offline channels from the outside world and followed the wandering soul of a white-feathered chicken back to reality.
Go home often and take a look.
He started to miss this place a little bit.
Goo!
Gu Gu?
When he sensed everything in the outside world, he found that there were cuckooing sounds all around him, and he must have arrived at a chicken farm.
"I traveled through prehistory, left home for more than thirty years, and finally came back."
